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My eyes are open: roughly awoken again, Choking on panic: psychosomatic regrets. Regret, Seconds counting down, Regret, Lights go out. You think it's over, You think it can't be saved, But now it's time to escape. Make the decision, fuse of ambition ablaze, Tune out the static, become emblematic of faith. This faith, Seconds counting down, Faith, Lights go out. You think it's over, You think it can't be saved, But now it's time to escape. Aus Songtexte Mania